Andrew Pavliuk
What a wonderful charming evening to come among large tropics. A warm wind sweeps through wriggling outlandish trees; a nice odor brought about from flourishing unknown plants; the infinitely deep sky with thousands of flaming dots on it; only some flying things nibble at your skin unless you happen to take along a cream. Feels like nothing can ruin this atmosphere and as though you can spend a whole eon at this place. Could you even think up a more ideal spot for a sole stranger in search of obscurity? I bet you can't. Blithely inching across the woods and watching all these landscapes, he felt this calm. Beyond this urban eternal fuss, which he has been detesting too long to keep it up. In here, there is nothing to grapple with except a strong feeling of hunger, which he would overcome in few minutes. As dark thickens, he decides to settle down, make a tiny camp, and ride out the night right under a big heap of fallen trees."He had discharged his back from a heavy military backpack and scrambled up on the heap in order to grab a bunch of dry branches for a modest fire. As he got up he saw something behind a nearby bush. His eyes were still able to discern shapes. Something orange.Tiger? No, too small and too slow as for cats. The animal is staring at him in response until he treads back to the camp. It has feared him, but not so much - he knew that he wouldn't be alone over here. But anyway it incited him to lay a makeshift arbalest out of the bag just to be sure. Then a batch of sudden movements and voila - the fire is up, and by the next minutes, it is looming into far bigger than he had expected. He pounces on food at last long. All is perfect. Even though there is no one but him and this silent flora, nothing bores his mind. He is about to stay here forever and supplant his old hateful memories with new, peaceful ones. "It's my life It's now or never". The new and old song, which he put on the alarm clock is explicitly against his night plans. Here we go again
Feb 18, 2021 3:15 PM
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What a wonderful charming evening to come among large tropics. A warm wind sweeps through wriggling outlandish trees; a nice odor brought about from flourishing unknown plants; the infinitely deep sky with thousands of flaming dots on it; only some flying things nibble at your skin unless you happen to take along a cream. Feels like nothing can ruin this atmosphere and as though you can spend a whole eon at this place. Could you even think up a more ideal spot for a sole stranger in search of obscurity? I bet you can't. Blithely inching across the woods and watching all these landscapes, he felt this calm. Beyond this urban eternal fuss, which he has been detesting too long to keep it up. In here, there is nothing to grapple with except a strong feeling of hunger, which he would overcome in few minutes. As dark thickens, he decides to settle down, make a tiny camp, and ride out the night right under a big heap of fallen trees."He had discharged his back from a heavy military backpack and scrambled up on the heap in order to grab a bunch of dry branches for a modest fire. As he got up he saw something behind a nearby bush. His eyes were still able to discern shapes. Something orange.Tiger? No, too small and too slow as for cats. The animal is staring at him in response until he treads back to the camp. It has feared him, but not so much - he knew that he wouldn't be alone over here. But anyway it incited him to lay a makeshift arbalest out of the bag just to be sure. Then a batch of sudden movements and voila - the fire is up, and by the next minutes, it is looming into far bigger than he had expected. He pounces on food at last long. All is perfect. Even though there is no one but him and this silent flora, nothing bores his mind. He is about to stay here forever and supplant his old hateful memories with new, peaceful ones. "It's my life It's now or never". The new and old song, which he put on the alarm clock is explicitly against his night plans. Here we go again
wow, what a wonderfull essay. congratulate. lets be in touch t improve our writing and speking skills andrew. have a nice time
February 18, 2021
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